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Cool, Comfortable, and Collected [Sep. 19th, 2012|06:06 pm]
[mood |calmcalm]
[music |Toynbee Tiles]

Today has not been a total waste, no matter how little I did.  
I had time to talk to an old friend online and she never fails to make me smile.  She is smart, and beautiful and boosts my ego to unmeasurable heights.  She is in my head, already knowing what I'm thinking and feeling, and does not hesitate to put it all out on the table.  She laughs at all my jokes, blushes when I compliment her, and welcomes my flirtatious advances.  When I talk to her I don't feel like a nerd, or lame for that matter, because she is right there with me.  Every quote and every lyric is echoed by the next line as though we are in sync with each other.  However, a woman like this is too good to be true, and she is.  With a long standing committed relationship as well as two children, she is far from attainable.  There's some kinda pattern here.  Something about wanting what you can't have...

Now I am enjoying this cool weather flood through my windows, and the quietness of my neighborhood.  I've got my wonderful Yoshi by my side and a another whole day off.  The only thing I'm missing is a beautiful woman to help me smoke all this weed.  I should really get out and about sometime to meet these elusive females.